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written by: RayFed

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Autonomous battle mode Dom.
Aye, aye, captain I say and his eyes close at the last.
In the delirium of my battle screens I watched crimson rain of micro beams fall and cyan streaks of plasma cut through the air.
The flash of fresh burnt copper vaporized and accelerated to speeds of light hangs in a haze over my view.
I find myself unable to act for a micro second, caught in hideous beauty of war within a vacuum.
To believe I and my comrades could be the cause of so many flame wrecked shells of the enemy battle engines.
Agony shatters the stillness and I sense a crippling hit.
Screams erupting, electronic shrieks echoing, alarms echoing through my now lifeless hallways and battle centers.
Closing my eyes I pray, but to no god I know, that I may continue to do my duty.
Hoping that they on the flanks are not mine, burning fresh.
As the sun snuffed out by smoke and death I hide within myself.
The reality here is a burden and I will not shoulder it.
Full burn and I engage to the last.
Falling headlong into and breaking the back of the invading horde.
The system fails and I am slipping, slipping, slipping…
Program end.
 

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:

A story about the last human A.I. battle cruiser Indomitable, referred to as ‘Dom’ by his crew.

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I've always been a jack of all trades. I've been a poet, author, social commentator, comedian, online gamer, pod cast host, and Youtuber. I've had a class A license to drive semi truck over the road. I've worked as a chef, manager and all kitchen positions in hundreds of restaurants over the years. I've traveled in Mexico, Canada and through 37 of the 50 states. I've been a volunteer firefighter in Florida, where I grew up. I've fished the waters of the Gulf of Mexico and saw the far distant coast line of Cuba before its recent opening to the west. I've married, had 4 kids, divorced, got CKD stage 6 (end stage renal failure) Survived a stroke, mild heart attack, MRSA, blood clots and now chronic heart failure. Fully disabled and home bound, the internet is my social outlet, and window on the world. I go to dialysis three times a week, I watch movies, play video games and chat with people on social media. Writing is my catharsis for a life that is now spent measuring the time I have left, less the tomorrows that may never be.

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